Our days definitely revolve around weather.  There are times when we are boat-bound for extended periods due to weather systems, cold fronts in winter or rainy season in the tropics.  If you went stir-crazy being house-bound over a few days during the recent blizzard, then you’d probably not appreciate such times on a boat!  We are used to it and can switch in and out of energy conservation mode, as if saving up our efforts to be able to re-acclimate quickly to sailing, walking and swimming when the time comes.

Exercise is still desirable, but can be a challenge when living aboard.  It has been about a year since I've had the opportunity for island yoga on a shady, palm-lined beach.  I’m so lucky that our cockpit is an open plan and the perfect length and height to stretch out and up in a daily practice.  Using audio classes over an iPod I have accumulated a good mix of gentle and rigorous practices.  

This gets interesting when the boat is moving, especially for balance poses!  I like to think it adds a challenge to the workout when the boat is rocking and you try to manage poses like tree, eagle, dancer, standing split, toppling tree, crow, side-plank, half-moon, revolved half moon, airplane, warrior three and an occasional flying crow, bird of paradise, hurdler or firefly pose.  I can manage a shoulder stand and tripod headstand but don’t attempt handstands yet (even on land!).

It’s better to keep grounded when the waves are really rough (why do they call it cow-face pose?) .

Yoga became a morning habit ever since our lightning strike in 2011 when it saved my sanity during Reach’s refit. 

The only downside to cockpit yoga is that I really miss practicing with yoga partners for sharing that extra motivation!!

Mark has his own form of exercise…

Our most recent adventure was a 90 nm sail from Red Shanks, Georgetown anchorage to Raccoon Cay, Jumentos.  The day started out glass calm ~ the kind where it’s hard to see the horizon ~ and gradually the wind picked up out of the east all day ending in the 20’s for a gorgeous beam reach heading south.  

Along the way a boat with Long Island fisherman swung by to borrow allen-keys to fix their hooka for diving.

The sail was so good we kept on going as we watched the sun set and the moon rise.  At 10 PM we dropped anchor.  Even though we usually don’t like to pull into port in the dark, this was a familiar, open bay anchorage with no other boats or hazards and is probably one of the few cases where we’d do so.  Waiting for the high winds to subside again, it’ll be back in the water soon!

© M&M 2016